“LONGING TO MAKE LOVE TO YOU”

Marius wasted no time.

I'm not sure if he knew that he was slowly eroding my sanity. But that's what's happening to me. While I'm usually adept at seizing opportunities, I found myself being cornered in our conversation earlier. He was doing the same to me.

His fingers moved in and out, exploring my femininity. Then he pressed his lips against mine again. My knees trembled intensely. I've lost, completely lost. Surrendering myself completely is the only outcome now. And that's how it all unfolded.

That moment between Marius and me became passionate. Perhaps because we both longed for each other.

Yes, Marius didn't just repeatedly whisper those declarations to me. He also made me feel his desire for us to be together. I understand everything. I also know why. Because we were separated for over a year. And this never happened before. Or maybe it's just me?

As I thought of that, a sudden chill ran through my entire body.

I know Marius well. And many women desire to get close to him. First on the list is Lena.

When I thought of that woman who ruined our relationship, it was like my drained battery was recharged. It gave me enough energy to push him away. The push was strong enough that I managed to distance myself from him immediately.

"Hey!" Marius exclaimed, his voice carrying a mixture of strong protest and surprise evident on his handsome face.

"Enough! You're truly shameless! You always take advantage, no matter what!" I exclaimed loudly, expressing my frustration, while I began to compose myself and straighten things out.

Immediately, Marius's eyebrows furrowed. "What are you saying? I thought---."

I didn't let Marius finish what else he wanted to say. I already knew what he meant. I knew exactly what he was implying.

“No! Stop it! I know what kind of man you are! And I know your style too! I won't fall for your tricks again! Because I'm sure it will all end in revenge again! Because I kept your child away from you!" I chose to say and admit the truth to Marius in the end.

“What are you saying?" he said as he started to step closer to me.

“You're such a jerk!" My voice echoed with anger as I unleashed my frustration on him.

His reaction was immediate, his gaze locking onto me. It wasn't just a glance at my face; his eyes bore into mine. I could feel his presence, even though not a single word escaped his lips in response to my outburst.

"You have no idea what you did to me! You don't know how much pain everything caused me, how much I struggled! And now that we've met again, this is all you'll do? Act like it's nothing? Like it's normal?" I accused him, full of resentment, while trying my best not to cry.

"What do you want to hear from me, Sam? Do you want me to apologize for what I did? Is that what you want?" he asked me in a low but weighty tone.

I don't know if it's because of Marius' tone, but that's what I think gave me reason to sigh. In my heart, I couldn't accept that he still acted so superior. Why does it seem like I'm the one at fault here?

"Why can't you see that you're the root cause of all this? You and Lena!" I shouted at him.

"Can't you see beyond your own emotions?" Marius shot back sharply, his tone matching the intensity of our argument.

"You're shameless!" I countered, my voice trembling with anger and hurt. The words hung heavy in the air between us, thick with unresolved tension and years of unspoken grievances.

The room seemed to shrink with the weight of our emotions, the air crackling with unspoken words and pent-up frustration. It was as if the past had come rushing back, flooding the present with unresolved issues and bitter truths.

Marius stood his ground, his expression a mixture of defiance and regret. "I've made mistakes, but so have you!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with raw emotion.

I wanted to scream, to lash out at him with all the pain and anger I had been holding inside for so long. But instead, I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart and find the right words to convey the depth of my feelings.

"I never denied my mistakes," I replied, my voice quieter but no less intense. "But that doesn't excuse yours or Lena's actions!"

The mention of Lena's name seemed to hang in the air, a reminder of the tangled web of emotions and betrayals that had brought us to this point.

Marius took a step closer, his eyes searching mine for any sign of softening. "We can't change the past, Sam," he said softly, almost pleadingly. "But we can choose how to move forward from here."

His words echoed in the silence that followed, the weight of their meaning settling between us like a heavy truth waiting to be acknowledged.

My fury intensified with Marius's statement, the anger burning hotter within me. If only looks could be lethal, the intensity of my gaze might have caused him to crumble in a pool of blood on the floor.

"Have you ever considered what our child would lose when you decided to deceive me?" Marius countered sharply, his words cutting through the charged atmosphere between us.

“Deceive?" I couldn't believe the words that came out of Marius's mouth. It was as if the ground shifted beneath me, and I struggled to comprehend the accusation.

"Isn't that exactly what you did?" he chuckled deviously, taking a moment to mock me before articulating those words. His laughter echoed hollowly in my ears, carrying the weight of betrayal and hurt.

I found myself unable to respond immediately. To be honest, I was taken aback by everything I heard from the man who, in reality, initiated all the painful events in my life. He was the one who caused me pain. And now, when I took what I believed were necessary steps for myself and my child to protect my mental well-being, why was I being painted as the villain? Why was I the one he turned against? It felt incredibly unjust.

"You really have some nerve, don't you?" I replied sarcastically, giving him a disdainful look. "And, to be fair, the way you speak, it's as if you haven't done anything wrong. It's as if you're the victim here."

Marius chuckled again at my statement, his laughter carrying a hint of disbelief. Then, he fixed me with a direct gaze, and in his eyes, I saw a profound resentment that defied description. Along with that pain came the emotions as he opened his mouth to speak once more.

"So, are you fine now? Have you moved on? Tell me, how can I move on if you're carrying half of my heart?" Marius retorted, his words laced with accusation and longing.

"I don't know where that came from," I thought to myself as he spoke. But in those moments, it didn't matter where he drew those words from. Because the guilt I felt intensified even more because of what he said.

"Marius, this isn't about us. I just want to remind you that this is for our son. For MJ," I calmly reminded him.

To be honest, I really avoided discussing anything about us. This kind of topic, because I might not be able to hold back. I might confess to him that I still love him deeply.

"Whether you like it or not, you'll come back to where we started. Because our story didn't end there. You just ran away when you left me. But it didn't end," Marius replied to what I said.

"Marius, please, stop," I pleaded.

I could feel the corners of my eyes warming up during those moments. But of course, knowing that Marius would use my vulnerability again if he saw me cry, I held back. And I succeeded in doing so.

"I wish you had told me you were coming back so I could have prepared myself for this damn feeling!"

It's as if Marius didn't hear a thing as he shouted those words at my face. It's as if he wanted to wake me up from a deep slumber. It's as if he wanted to remind me of a truth I didn't know or had forgotten.

"You talk as if you're not at fault at all! As if I'm the one who made a mistake!"

I don't know, but what Marius did seemed effective. Otherwise, I wouldn't have said those words. But it's like he was prepared. Even though he just said he wasn't ready or didn't anticipate his feelings.

"You speak as if you do not fault at all! As if I'm the one who made a mistake!"

I don't know. But what Marius did seemed really effective. Otherwise, I wouldn't have said those words. But it's like he was prepared. Even though he just said he wasn't ready or didn't anticipate his feelings.

"You're so focused on your feelings. Your pain seems to be the only thing that matters to you. But have you ever thought about how I felt, even though I made a mistake? Because I love you! I love you more than anything else!"

I was left staring at Marius, overwhelmed by everything I had just heard.

Even though I know deep down that he loves me, hearing all of that still felt like a surprise to my ears. Perhaps it's more accurate to say that after everything we've been through, all the ups and downs, I still heard that sweet declaration from this man.

"I love you, Sam. I love you so much!"

As I stayed silent, Marius repeated those words, shouting them directly at me. However, instead of feeling surprised, I remained in a daze, my gaze fixed on him.

I couldn't be certain if that was the only thing I had been waiting to hear from Marius or if it was the more potent weapon from him that would shatter all my defenses. Perhaps all the courage I had painstakingly gathered and rebuilt slowly was now scattered like dust, disregarded, and thrown away.

Marius grabbed my arm and then forcefully pulled me towards him. As aggressive as his action was, his kiss matched it in intensity. It was a kiss I couldn't bring myself to resist and ultimately surrendered to.

"Sam," he whispered as he released my lips.

I didn't respond. Instead, I quickly dropped my shoulder bag to the floor and followed by taking off my clothes.

That's right. I undressed in front of Marius.

Fueled by my intense longing for him, I stripped down without leaving anything behind. Not even the smallest or last piece of clothing on my body was spared.

In those moments, all I wanted was to finally put an end to my overwhelming longing for Marius. And that's the explanation I could give for my actions.

Marius just stared at me. Before I could even move, he swiftly pulled me by the waist and kissed me fiercely once again.

Of course, I wouldn't allow myself to be the only one naked it all in those moments. So despite my lips engaging in passionate kisses with Marius, I also began undressing him. My hands moved to remove his clothes, while he, in those moments, was busy feeling my warmth.

In just a few moments, I managed to completely undress Marius. Like him, I also had the chance to feel his strength, which I knew would soon become his weapon in pleasing me.

I grabbed his firm masculinity, and as soon as I did, Marius quickly broke free from our passionate kiss. Then, his eyes gleamed with desire as he looked at me. Without any warning, he claimed my lips again and kissed me once more.

Compared to earlier, Marius's way of kissing me became more intense. Surprisingly, I liked it despite feeling weakened. He managed to convey to me that the fiery desire between us would not be easy to handle once it reached its peak.